fight this war without weapons

Want to do a best out of 5 spar??

 He was expecting an attack from the female. Sharp fangs sunk into his haunches. He did not howl or cry with pain, but only growled viciously as he ripped his leg away, sayings his goodbyes to some of his fur. He didn't need it anyways.

 The red male spun around, a toothy smirk on his face. "That all you got? Don't fight like a dumbass!" He was most likely getting himself in major trouble, but he loved it. He was a crazy boy.